This isn’t the humanities anymore, Toto. This isn’t our campus anymore. Some whirlwind just wept us up and deposited us here. We’re off to see the wizard.
They’re reeling us in. Across the entire Organisational Management campus. Attuning us to the Organisational Management Stimmung.
How big is this campus, anyway?
Where are the scooters – can’t we ride scooters?
I thought they were building a monorail?
Can we book an uber?
It’s an eco campus.
Powered by windmills?
By ground energy.
Is this campus even real? Is any of this even real. It’s like a stage-set. It doesn’t convinced. Because it isn’t inhabited yet.
I’m totally numb. Is frost-bite happening? Are they going to amputate my fingers? Will I ever play piano again?
Work in Progress 